Bad Things To Do With You Poem by James McLain

Bad things to do with you..you have them all,
and more like that are on the way.
I know the things they say about you..
and you wake me up... and without a tear.
Am I the fire you see when you look up at me,
that keeps your eyes awake, and one tree,
and I see your hands shake when they are full.
The moon is in you, when you look so far away.
The forest is deep and dark and wet in day,
you rest and the rain starts again, and when it stops.
I stop and wait...transparent are the mists I see,
and you dress in every deception, and I collect
the paths that lead inside through you.